Francesca Nash

Joined June 2022

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Olympus Bred
Aphrodite born, Tumble into dark red wine Bend before the Sky
By Francesca Nash3 years ago in Poets
Cryerswood
Cryerswood has always been a town of secrets. An efficient machine that runs on whispers and hushed lips, where school children learn to hide evidence between pencils before they tell the truth.
By Francesca Nash3 years ago in Fiction
The Sky Stocks
They say it's the hottest summer on record. I feel it in the crunch of the grass, it's brown limbs dry and dissected into the dust.
By Francesca Nash3 years ago in Poets
The World Killer
Noone can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. It’s been six hours since the battle and my oxygen is running out - wasted on my desperate pleas into the dark. Those sounds of death still echo within my helmet, bouncing against the glass like a trapped animal.
By Francesca Nash3 years ago in Fiction
The New World
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. A hundred years ago the grassy slopes were ribboned with streams. The children would weave their bird-bone fingers in the water, unafraid of any monster that may lurk beneath. While their parents worked they would play, entirely free as they flew from the cypress trees and floated above the valley gales.
By Francesca Nash4 years ago in Fiction